I Celebrate Myself…

Can One Embark on a Journey of Self-Discovery, if She is Sick in Bed?


Yes, I am sick. Caught the flu. I am under the assumption that I contracted the flu (in the best doctor sounding voice- whatever that is) on the Peter Pan bus leaving Boston.(Returning to my voice) People were sneezing and coughing all over the place. I remember, as I placed the apple in my mouth, thinking to myself, “I should use the anti-bacterial gel on my hands,” but I was lazy and famished. Here I am, five days later, in bed with the flu, a computer on my lap and listening to NPR as the commentator talks about the musical marvels of Louisiana.

To be honest, I haven’t been this sick in two years. Well, I do not recall being this sick in two years. Two years ago, I started working out and eating healthier meals consistently. I strongly believe, this lifestyle change, is the main reason why I have warded off a lot of the potential sick days in bed. However, I wore myself thin this past weekend in Boston: I went to a festival; walked almost everywhere; went to Newbury Street; spent a lot of time in bookstores; took an African dance class; stayed up late with my friend, Nicky, talking until four in the morning and strolled around the greenery of Boston Commons. All this, my dear friends occurred in a weekend. No wonder I am here, in bed, with my computer on my lap, listening to NPR as they rediscover the musical marvels of Louisiana.

So to answer my question: yes, I believe one can continue the journey of self-discovery when sick. I think sickness will demand one to stop and think for a minute, if only for a minute, about life. On a beautiful day like this has been, one might be restless and want to scream, wanting to be released from this bar less prison of a bed. However, if you were to stop and think for another minute, you will realize that you have the flu, something that will be over in a couple of days (hopefully) and not something that is incessant, without a promise of relief; so, you stop for another minute and give thanks.


Author: ngalanjala

I Have Learned So much from God That I can no longer Call Myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, A Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself With me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul. Love has Befriended Hafiz so completely It has turned to ash And freed Me Of every concept and image My mind has ever known. ~ Hafiz ~

2 thoughts on “Can One Embark on a Journey of Self-Discovery, if She is Sick in Bed?

  1. Sorry you were sick. Especially that day… my birthday. While you were in your “bar less prison of a bed” I was sending my youngest son slipping, sliding, surfing down wet rides at White Water park in Atlanta, Georgia. His screams of excitement and joy the best gift I could ever have. P.S. I use Airborne often to ward off colds when I’m around others who are sick.

  2. It Was your birthday! Oh, the pendulum of life: you were having one of your best days, I was… not having one of my best days, let’s just say that,lol. Thanks for commenting blackscribe ;).

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